My son is not strong. He is, as the kids say, a shrimp. On the soccer field, the kids complain when picking teams, “But he’s so small.” When one of his good friends found out he was taking a sports class after school, he told my boy, “You suck at sports.” I imagine he’s probably…
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Mama Wants to Run
This post originally appeared on DC Metro Moms on January 7, 2009 Mama Wants to Run It was going to be a glorious new beginning: turning a corner in parenting, relationships, and commitment to health. I’d registered with a friend to run the Labor Day Virginia Beach Rock & Roll Half-Marathon. Our husbands would watch…
Drinkin’ and a-Runnin’
Who knew that May 31st was the day before June 1st? When my friend’s husband asked if I was available to come to a surprise birthday party for her, I didn’t put it together that the half-marathon I’d just registered for was the following morning, Sunday, at 7:00 a.m. – a hour away. We talked…
Getting the Groove Back
Back in August, I sprained my ankle two weeks before I was going to run a half-marathon (what would have been my longest race). It’s been a long recovery that I’ll write about from various perspectives in the future. What I’m feeling good about right now is that I am starting to imagine exercise being…